IN MY CELL (Explicit)

IN MY CELL (Explicit) - Mozzy/YFN Lucci

Let the beat ride out Ju

Haha you're crazy Jaywavy

Unc' turned the cheek I used to steal zips from 'him

We was kids when older homies stole blick from us

They wouldn't let us bust a knock if we ain't never did nothin'

Shut the party down with .38s but never hit nothin'

I was crushin' on Killa Ko but I ain't never hit nothin'

Went to school with Killa Kobe you forever missed brother

They was scared of Twin Zilla that was really my nig'

'Fore he turned snitch blood turned us onto them skits

Lil' Neesha from the strip had me lit' than a *****

Put me in the supercharger that I told you I'd flip

He got a home pass and ran nigga 'posed to resist

You ain't teach us how to fish at least throw us some fish

They popped Terryon up when he was on what I'm is

But God had his hands on him so I know he exists

Yeah so I know he exists

God had his hands on him so l know he exists

Look **** I remember churchin' up just to get high

Just to get high

Man we were buyin' American Eagle tryna get fly Tryna get fly

Now it ain't nothin' in this world that I can't buy Oh no

Ayy Trouble left and I ain't get to say my goodbyes Oh no

Ayy Steph left and I ain't get to tell him goodbye No no

I was in my cell on my knees but I just couldn't cry

It's just another bad dream for a good guy

They say the sun don't shine and man I wonder why

They say money worth way more than friends Freinds

But me I'm stickin' with my friends 'til the end End

They say money worth way more than friends Friends

Who gon' trade in the end? It depends Yeah yeah

Ayy some niggas don't ever make it up out the pen' No

Ayy some niggas they got a date but some never endin' End

Ayy I was twenty-three and one now I'm number one trendin'

I'd rather kick it with my son I'm really not friendly

I can't take no more fake **** Uh

But I gotta play the game I had to learn patience Oh no

Everybody start to change when the fame come Oh

And when the fame come then the change come Oh

And when you change up your income everybody start to feel obligated

I can't give up I know the rain gon' come

And I know the fame gon' come

Don't go changin' no Yeah yeah yeah oh

I miss the way that it was 10th Ave in the rain sellin' drugs

Me and Woofie and them scrapers on dubs started bangin' with snubz

They labeled Lil Tim the face of the slums

That wasn't 'til I end up facin' me sum

Took the yeek from RC and gave the K to my buzzard

You a liar if I ain't raised Lil Dallas and Uzzy

Way block Auntie Nita had a trap full of junkies

Mack-a-***** was Zilla K your big homie a flunky

S500 when I was twenty put the 'Cedes on buttons

Killer threw me triple bursts 'fore they created the buttons

Ask Gutta she gon' tell you made a way out of nothin'

Funkin' with Zoe about who got the most skits on the suckaers

He thought he had me beat

Your departure ****** me up it ain't how it had to be

I ain't never holla "Free Staxx" 'cause he's a rat to me

I'm Tasha Loiter's lil' brother it's the Ave with me

The paint spillers nigga grab a yeek Pebbles